When I lived in Iran my parents bought land in front of an open field. Every afternoon this shepherd boy would come with his cows and have them graze in the field, while he would play a little flute.
I loved to sit next to him and just watch the cows graze and listen.This painting reminds me of those dreamy afternoons.
When I lived in Iran my parents bought land in front of an open field. Every afternoon this shepherd boy would come with his cows and have them graze in the field, while he would play a little flute.
ReplyDeleteI loved to sit next to him and just watch the cows graze and listen.This painting reminds me of those dreamy afternoons.
What a lovely comment - thank you.
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